Ouroboros Spine the flowers will never die

a flurry of words from meerkat and adrastus' departure left kukutux with a slow and mild blinking. she accepted the marten, but he was already turning away. her mind sorted through what the girl had said, and she was glad for sialuk, that the raindrop was near to her. 

sialuk would not leave the duck. the bond between a mother and a daughter was very strong, and would be from the first moment to the last.

"of course you should go to your anaa," kukutux said softly. "you have helped sialuk and i to build a village that is tightly woven. you will always have a welcome here, and a place if you one day have the desire to return." she did not like to lose the girl, but she would not be the one to keep meerkat from her mother, who from the sound of it had suffered much. "here," and she turned away, only to return a moment later with a rabbit skin from the ulaq. the moon sought to reach now, to lay the skin upon the yearling's shoulder if she was allowed. "it is soft. it will make a good offering for the sisters and brothers that you will have."